Me and Ace and Billy Joe"Born To Run" on the radio Doin' 95 down Rock Springs road, Racin' the Tennessee sun We stuck it on the hometown games And played chicken with midnight trains Oh, time is slow We were insane Rebels on the run And we made a beer bottle pact Behind Burley's store That we would always be one for all And all for one Rebels on the run... Heather Reed was our sheriff's kid It was me and her and a half pint of gin Went further than we'd ever been Right there in my shotgun I was country boy She was country club Her momma said I'd never measure up We left that town in a trail of dust Like rebels on the run We made a class ring pact in a Motel 6That we were gonna stay in that crazy love And be forever young Rebels on the run... Now Billy Joe sells ATV'sOld Ace wound up marrying Heather Reed And every now and then they give me a ring And ask me if I'm ever gonna grow up No, I'm a rolling stone and a ramblin' man On the road with some boys in a band Ain't nothin' out there I'd rather be than a Rebel on the run We made a beer bottle pact Behind Burley's store That we would always be one for all And all for one Rebels on the run, Rebels on the run...
Me and Ace and Billy Joe"Born To Run" on the radio Doin' 95 down Rock Springs road, Racin' the Tennessee sun We stuck it on the hometown games And played chicken with midnight trains Oh, time is slow We were insane Rebels on the run And we made a beer bottle pact Behind Burley's store That we would always be one for all And all for one Rebels on the run... Heather Reed was our sheriff's kid It was me and her and a half pint of gin Went further than we'd ever been Right there in my shotgun I was country boy She was country club Her momma said I'd never measure up We left that town in a trail of dust Like rebels on the run We made a class ring pact in a Motel 6That we were gonna stay in that crazy love And be forever young Rebels on the run... Now Billy Joe sells ATV'sOld Ace wound up marrying Heather Reed And every now and then they give me a ring And ask me if I'm ever gonna grow up No, I'm a rolling stone and a ramblin' man On the road with some boys in a band Ain't nothin' out there I'd rather be than a Rebel on the run We made a beer bottle pact Behind Burley's store That we would always be one for all And all for one Rebels on the run, Rebels on the run...
